Under the darkness of the night, the majestic palace of the Yuan Dynasty loomed, like a monster waiting for an opportunity with its mouth open. In the depths of it, there is a brightly lit palace, called the Tenglong Palace, the outside of the hall is heavily guarded, there are forbidden troops and lamas everywhere, staggered patrols.

In its hall, a group of four or five big lamas dressed in purple and red monk robes sat around a middle-aged lama. This lama, dressed in a black monk's robe, with his hands scattered between his knees, has no sorrow or joy on his face, and looks like he is wandering outside the world and leaving no trace of anything. It was that when the national teacher of the dynasty, Qiangba Mule. After a while, Naqiangba Mule said slowly, "Wait, are you wondering, why did the deity promise the people of the East China Sea Demon Alliance to go to the dragon vein land behind this palace to have a look?"

Qiangba Muller, knowing the meaning of everyone, asked, "Do you remember what the person in Xiaoxueshan called Huiming said the day before yesterday?" "The people present are all great lamas who have cultivated to the realm of real people, how can they not remember what Wuxu said that day. On the same day, in Xiaoxue Mountain, Wu Xushou* asked, "How did Mo En in the past purify all sentient beings?" and blurted out, "Mo En has died. Everyone only laughed at the time, but later came back to their senses, concise and profound. To put it bluntly, those who committed karma in the past will all have to deal with calamity, and if they don't do well, they will die and die, which proves the so-called cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant, and the truth is so. But apart from the fact that the Buddha took the initiative to go to Nirvana, who of you in this hall was willing to go away in response to the catastrophe? Not to mention that when he had cultivated to the level of a real person, which lama was not full of confidence and felt that he could go against the sky?

After a moment of silence, one of the lamas got up and asked, "Could it be that this person from the East Sea Demon Alliance can resolve this calamity?" Qiangba Mule, shaking his head slightly, replied, "Yes and no. Under the gaze of everyone, this lama was about to ask again, Qiangba Mule, waved his hand, and said, "The people of the East Sea Demon Alliance are estimated to be close to the dragon vein at this moment. The master who wants to come to Senior Brother's side is also coming over. Let's be invisible. With that, with a Buddha call, the mandala Dharma realm appeared behind him, surrounded by countless tiny Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajra and other Dharma phases. Those lamas also got acquainted with each other, recited the Buddha's name, and their figures submerged into the realm of Qiangba Mule one by one. Qiangba Muller, then, with a soft drink, disappeared, only green smoke and bursts of sandalwood remained, remaining in this hall.

But said that Wuxu was meditating in the meditation room tonight and reciting the "Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra", when he suddenly heard Dorjee transmitting a voice outside the door, "Senior Brother Huiming, quickly follow Senior Brother to the place of the dragon vein of the palace!" didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, and followed closely behind the two people, speeding away.

Within a moment, I saw that in the night ahead, above a palace, the aura was tumbling. There was a golden circle of light, rising high into the air, getting bigger and bigger, constantly shaking, exuding an astonishing aura, and below the black mist, an ancient and reckless aura spread out, and an old man standing in the air with a golden circle of light had to retreat continuously. Suddenly, the old man turned his head to the middle-aged man standing on the side and shouted, "The dragon vein has been awakened, you quickly cast the Nine Transformation Dragons*!"

The dragon dive, who was already ready to go, heard that Chen Sihai stopped drinking, and did not speak, his whole body trembled slightly, only to hear a snort, the robe turned into pieces from the upper body, the chest bulged high, kept contracting, the hands quickly thickened and elongated, and finally turned into dark green, and the ten fingers actually turned into sharp claws.

"Not good, Nine Transformation Dragons*!" Dorjee exclaimed, and then he took out a golden sword, and with a strong push with both hands, the golden sword turned into a light and shadow several feet long, shooting straight towards the dragon that was transforming. The Four Seas Yama Chen Sihai snorted, and cast a spell in his hand, which caused the golden aura in the air to expand a few points, covering the dragon dive. Dorjee's golden sword arrived in front of Long Qian, piercing above this golden circle of light, and the carriage was like falling into a cloud of mud, staggering, but it was difficult to get into proportion. Zhuoda next to him, not to be outdone, turned into six vajra dharma bodies, acting as wrathful faces, each holding a magic weapon, emitting six rays of light of different colors, all of them striking towards this golden circle of light.

Chen Sihai didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly flew to Long Qian's side, his body squatted slightly, his right hand was holding a golden circle that was not gold or copper, not stone or wood, his left hand was on his right wrist, and then both hands were also pushed towards Dorjee and Zhuoda. Then I saw that the golden circle was spinning rapidly, and countless soul-stirring beast cries and tides came out of it, emitting a thousand dazzling rays of light, like a kraken out of the water, like the rising sun. Dorjee's golden sword and Zhuoda's six magic weapons were shaken, and they flew around in mid-air, returning to Dorjee and Zhuoda's hands.

Dorjee and Zhuoda took a slight half step back, and shouted in unison. I saw Na Duoji sitting on the clouds, his hands sealed, his eyes and mouth closed, and he said to Wuxu with spiritual awareness, "Go and stop the dragon from seizing the dragon vein", and then recited the mantra of "Hum Mani Horn Mi Yin". That Chen Sihai stumbled slightly, as if his spiritual sense had been attacked by Dorjee. Zhuoda also sat down, with a solemn expression, chanting the sutra with the seal, offering his own mandala dharma realm, and then four bodhisattva incarnations appeared around the body, or lowered the eyebrows and clasped their palms, or held the willow, or turned the prayer wheel in their hands, or held the seal, all of which exuded amazing Buddha breath, and gradually melted the golden evil qi emitted by the gold ring in Chen Sihai's hand. That Chen Sihai, worthy of a monk who stepped into the true spirit level, under the siege of Dorjee and Zhuoda, two real late-stage monks, can still stabilize his position, seeing that the golden circle was restrained, and when the light gradually dissipated, he quickly took out a brush-shaped magic weapon from his chest, shouted, spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, spit on the tip of the jade pen, and then wrote it out while chanting "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed manifolds". Suddenly, one by one, the blood-red characters floated around it and the dragon dive, forming an enchantment, and the resentful aura carried Haoran, and the killing machine was significantly neutral. For a while, the situation reversed, and the attacks of Dorjee and Zhuoda were not only blocked, but also shook slightly, as if there were countless evil spirits haunted by them.

Obediently, Wuxu couldn't help but be in a trance. In the end, this East China Sea demon actually manifested Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness" one by one with his own essence and blood, breaking the Buddhist powers of the two great lamas, Dorjee and Zhuoda! Could it be that this power of cause and effect is so powerful? Suddenly, Dorjee turned his head and shouted, "Senior Brother Huiming, don't you hurry up and make a move!? Can you bear to see the dragon vein being obtained by the East China Sea demon?!"

Wuxu woke up and looked up, only to see that the dragon had turned into a half-dragon form except for one face at the moment, and the rest of his body had turned into a half-dragon form, with a body of 100 meters long, covered with scale armor, and his limbs became claws, throwing himself into the clouds and mist rising from the ground. At that moment, after thinking about it, he didn't dare to have any more hesitation and reservations, and the spirit sensed his own mandala dharma realm, and sacrificed the white lotus that Pa Sipa had given him in Xiaoxue Mountain before, and hit the dragon dive. But see, the aura above the Yuan Palace was tumbling, and it all merged into the constantly rotating and changing white lotus.

As soon as Chen Sihai waited for Wuxu to sacrifice this white lotus, he shouted, "True Spirit Rune Treasure, Senior Brother, quickly communicate with the dragon vein!" After saying that, he spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the pen-shaped magic weapon, and then threw this magic weapon into the sky, and saw that this jade pen magic weapon was writing in the air on its own. Chen Sihai took a step back, cast a magic trick with both hands, and offered a picture scroll, once the picture scroll was sacrificed, it unfolded itself in the wind, turning into five zhang, and then a handsome white-clothed scholar walked out of the picture scroll and looked around. Suddenly, whether it was Wuxu, Dorjee and Zhuoda, they felt like five thunderbolts. The incarnation of the true spiritual monk! Enlightenment secretly complained bitterly, and the spiritual consciousness hurriedly recited the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" in the Dharma Realm Buddha Hall in the Mandala Dharma Realm, stabilizing his mind and the minds of Dorjee and Zhuoda, and then after a little thought, he sacrificed a white lotus, but he had already overdrawn his mind and turned the white lotus of the Eight Sipa three times and sacrificed it twice. The two white lotuses, one after the other, rotated rapidly, constantly generating disillusionment in the air, and there were countless handprints in the lotus turning flowers. In the end, the two white lotuses stopped rotating and disappeared, and two mysterious handprints appeared, slowly diving towards the dragon with an astonishing aura. The true spirit incarnation of the scholar who walked out of the picture scroll seemed to snort slightly, and then pulled out the sword at his waist and cut off the handprint of a white lotus illusion.

But seeing the dragon diving, at this moment, the slightly painful face also disappeared, the whole head turned into a dragon head, the eyes like copper bells looked at Wuxu deeply, and spit out a round ball from his mouth. The round ball also exuded the aura of the true spirit level, and there seemed to be countless seawater inside, the tide ebbed and flowed, and the waves were turbulent, concealing itself, submerging a true spirit handprint inspired by Wuxu. Then he raised his head and roared, and flew into the clouds and mist that continued to rise from the ground of the Dragon Palace, faintly, his whole body was coiled together, his upper body claws were slightly close together, and his mouth let out an ancient and desolate chant, as if some kind of worship ritual was being carried out. The cloud and mist gradually poured out a corrosive and purifying aura, and from time to time there were bursts of terrifying inexplicable roars, the breath became thicker and thicker, and the roar became louder and louder.

Wu Xuan didn't have time to think about it, and after the two true spirit handprints were dissolved one by one by the true spirit incarnation and the black water balloon sacrificed by the dragon dive, he bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and the white lotus given by Ba Sipa was sacrificed again in the mandala Dharma realm. Then, seeing the dragon diving nine transformation dragon diving into the clouds rising from the ground, he also flew over in a hurry. The scholar who was incarnated by the true spirit slashed at the last white lotus and the Wuxu that followed him with a sword.

Faced with the power of this terrifying sword, Wu Xuan shouted angrily, "It's too much to deceive people!" and then with a ruthless heart, he sat in the spiritual body of the Dharma Realm, and tried his best to communicate with the Buddha statue on the shrine of the Buddha Hall, revealing his entire Dharma Realm, and a Buddha with a head wrapped in green silk appeared. This is the natal dharma of Wuxu at this moment, and Wuxu is sacrificed at this moment, and he already has the heart to fight to the death.

When he came into contact with the sword swung by the scholar, in an instant, Wuxu only felt that the mandala Dharma realm was shaking, and the shrine in the realm was shattered. The floating Buddha is intertwined, only the head of the green silk is still hazy, and there seems to be a smile in the haze, shining brightly. The scholar who was incarnated by the true spirit, who was almost transparent by this collision, said in surprise, "The karma of all beings?!"

These Wuxu didn't know it, and endured the heartache brought to them by this sword, as well as the corrosion of the dragon's breath rising below, only one of the head's natal dharma phases remained, and while still striking at the dragon dive with a golden halo, he suddenly opened his mouth and struggled to recite the six-character mantra, disrupting the worship ceremony of the dragon dive and knocking it out for several miles. The scholar was about to make another move, but he saw that first a figure in the direction of the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple in the distance rose into the air and exuded the power of the true spirit, and then the true spirit aura of the Yuan Imperial Palace below rushed up, and then a sword in his hand was gently swung out, * retreat Dorjee and Zhuoda, and then flew back into the scroll, the scroll blew a gust of wind, enveloped Chen Sihai and Long Qian, and flew away.

Then, Wuxu only felt that his body was falling and his consciousness was confused. Vaguely saw a golden dragon shadow exuding a terrifying aura, let out a deafening dragon roar at himself, and then hovered in the clouds for a moment before gradually disappearing.

As the so-called golden light rises on the dragon hall, dripping essence and blood book righteousness, the true spirit incarnates the sword of the sea, and the head of the natal Buddha breaks the dragon.